“ Fairfax painted me as an Australian Forrest Gump wandering into the High Court asking for my religious freedom. But I knew early what this case was about.”
The High Court has ruled against the government’s controversial school chaplaincy scheme. A report on the man who beat God.
“I felt so totally alone with the knowledge of Bill’s decision. It was almost too terrible to comprehend… ”
When a gravely ill man chose to discontinue his treatment and let himself die, his wife faced the most difficult week of her life. But she also understood the value of a proud and planned exit.
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We’re being sold a PUP
In all seriousness I cannot see anything coming out of this latest gambit by Clive Palmer (“Professor Palmer’s indecent proposal”, June 14-20). All it demonstrates, at least …
He has enchanted audiences and critics alike, but for Simon Russell Beale the dark souls of his subjects leave a lasting impression.
Author Chris Flynn on the struggle to remember.
The singular vision of Dutch master Rem Koolhaas has delivered an unusually pluralist Venice Biennale.
A US company plans to use our social media presence to create a virtual avatar that will live on after we die. But will loved ones want to message us after we’ve departed?
(c) 28. (Bonus points: Slovakia, Slovenia, Spain, Sweden.)
Gremolata or gremolada.
Hillary Rodham Clinton.
“My time of departure is at hand. I have fought the good fight. I have run the race. I have kept the faith.”
The sixth longest-serving senator since Federation, scourge of racists and environmentalists alike, proves three metaphors are better than one. Bozzie, who once campaigned under the slogan “He’s not pretty, but he’s pretty effective”, gave his valedictory speech after 31 years in the upper house.
“We’re not getting the outcomes we should expect from the billions and billions of dollars we invest in aid, so I want to see better outcomes.”
The foreign affairs minister explains how slashing foreign aid will help developing nations.
“Bonsoir. Je m’appelle Antoine. Je suis ici pour arrête les bateaux.”
The prime minister uses the press gallery’s Midwinter Ball to prove he can exploit racist anxiety in two languages, bringing schoolboy French to his promise to stop the boats.
“We’ve delivered nearly everything that UNESCO has asked of us, and by next year we’ll have done that.”
The Queensland environment minister takes a broad definition of “nearly” as he confronts criticism of dumping on the Great Barrier Reef at the United Nations’ World Heritage Committee meeting in Doha, Qatar.
“If this was the 15th century, songs would be written about this game.”
The ESPN reporter waxes religious about Australia’s 3-2 loss to the Netherlands at the World Cup in Brazil.
“Whers my money? Tik tok!”
Someone semi-literate and very angry scrawls the missive on a white garage door on the Gold Coast, in what may or may not have been the blood of a decapitated cat. The car in the driveway was also torched. Police believe the crime involved a fight over a girl and a sum of $1000 to be paid to an aggrieved suitor.